"You can always tell when a woman is with the wrong man, because she has so much to say about the fact that nothing's happening. When women find the right person, on the other hand, they just...disappear for six months, and then resurface, eyes shiny, and usually about six pounds heavier. "So what's he like?" you will say, waiting for the usual cloudburst of things he says and things he does and requests of analysis of what you think it means that his favorite film is Star Wars ("Trapped in adolescence- or in touch with his inner child?")." But she will be oddly quiet. "It's just...good," she will say. "I'm really happy."